After I finish cleaning off the dust from the bar, I looked up to see quiet boy, he was cleaning off the poker table.
I decided to break the science, "You in school, or what? " I asked grabbing the furniture Polish for a booth. "Christian University." it was only about a mile south of here. "what's your major? " I question him. "I'm on a football scholarship, but my major is management." he admitted with a sigh.
"What about you, what are you doing in a place like this." he looked around, asking me. "eh , I don't know, tibia honest, I've got money and multiple degrees, I have to pay off a tab I guess, plus I get free ketchup!" he chuckled at my bone pun, "ketchup? Really? I prefer mustard." he added with a chuckle "ew, gross! I hate the stuff! " I joked, putting a sour expression on my face.
"what's your name by the way? " I was tired of mentally calling him shit-head. "Sans, duh, I'm you, just... Not you I guess. I'm from a different universe, Underfell to be exact he said looking at his watch.
"We have four minutes until opening time." he said starting for the back.
"So, what do I call you? " I yelled after him.
"Red"
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RomanceAnother love story between red (uf sans) and classic (ut sans) Classic is now a bartender at Grillby's. A fight breaks out in the only Monster bar in town, causing major destruction. Red, a football player for the nearby University becomes classi...
